I've always had a problem with my weight.
At my heaviest I was 240. I've always been athletic working out and playing sports but still the overweight friend.
I had lost weight and gotten down to 170 but still larger than most of my friends. And killing myself working out up to 3 hours a day. The scale ruled my life, it would dictate wether or not I was happy that day.
In the last 6 months I decided to stay away from the scale. Although I am no longer ruled by the number on the scale I still am not happy with my body. I started working out again but I have a long way to go.
I wonder if I will ever truly be happy just being me.
